Primal Emperor Emerges, Human-Demon Emperor Appears

"You brought this painting out, so the crisis in the True Water Palace Ruins will also have to be resolved by you one day." Staring at the black-clad old man, the person within the painting spoke to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen drew a deep breath and asked, "Senior, what does the crisis in the True Water Palace Ruins signify? Could it be the resurrection of the dead?"

"If only it were that simple!"

The person in the painting sighed.

"May I ask who you are, Senior?"

Ye Chen boldly asked.

"Yuan Canghai!"

"Yuan Canghai? Why does that name sound so familiar?" The black-clad old man wore a pensive expression. Suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he cried out, "Primal Emperor Yuan Canghai—you are the Primal Emperor?"

"Primal Emperor?" Ye Chen was stunned as well. On the Emperor's Imprint Monument of the True Spirit Continent, the last person to leave an imprint had been the Primal Emperor. The Primal Emperor had been born with a Dharma body, and his True Essence was said to be inexhaustible. If the person in the painting truly was the Primal Emperor, it was simply inconceivable.

The person in the painting smiled faintly. "So there are still people who remember my name!"

With those words, the person in the painting had undoubtedly told Ye Chen and the black-clad old man that he was the last Emperor-level King of the True Spirit Continent, or rather, the True Spirit World, to leave an imprint upon the Emperor's Imprint Monument—the Primal Emperor.

"Rest assured, Senior. If I have the ability, I, Ye Chen, am willing to resolve the crisis in the True Water Palace Ruins. If I do not, then consider that Senior misjudged me."

Ye Chen spoke solemnly.

"Misjudged you? Heh, you are honest enough." The Primal Emperor